Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Ok folks…here’s the deal…I wrote a TOAST for St. Patrick’s Day as I do every year...…and I was going send it out last night…but I hesitated. Then this morning, again I was not satisfied. I came home from work and before I head out to my St. Patrick’s Day Bacchanal Fest, I had to re write it! I had written a liturgy on inspiration but I changed the topic….to laughter! So here it is and it goes to everyone in my email addresses....even my insurance agent!! hehehehe! some of you lucky buggers may even get it twice! I will post it on my blog as soon as i get the chance.....

How many of us realize that we have to laugh at ourselves. It is such a necessary part of dealing with the most insane situations that occur. Yesterday I got a flat tire and literally had to jog to make a very important meeting, in heels. A very nice lady stopped to offer me a ride, which I declined because one of my gals was coming to get me. The lady said to me, you look like you are going to be late for your own funeral. I could see myself in my mind and I started to laugh. I walked into the meeting 15 meeting late but I don’t think I missed much. Then today was the topper, I got up and got ready for work. I went out to start my car and it would not start. I checked everything. It was turning over but just wouldn’t start. I called the auto club and a sweet gentleman came to my house and we deducted that it didn’t need a jump and that possible it was a fuel issue. He put gas in my car….nothing. So I asked him to tow it to the garage at the end of my street. I left Dennis a note with the keys and my cell phone number. Now how to get to work…I called Mary and left a message. My lil Dodge truck is was gone, so I had no way to work. I called my friend Ann. She was just going to put V on the bus. I ask if I can borrow her GMC truck and could she come and get me. No Problem. In 20 minutes I am in her driveway. I hop out of her car and open the truck door, start it to warm for a few minutes. I go around her car to kiss my godson goodbye. I walk back to the truck and as I try to open the door, it won’t open. Ann and I just look at each other and start to howl. I have locked the keys in the truck and it’s running!! I cannot believe that I have to call the auto club again. Ann offers to stay with me but I send her off to the gym and I sit there for 25 minutes waiting and laughing at how stupid I am. I got through Friday the 13th with no incident and here I am on St. Patrick’s Day….which I might add has always been lucky for me….wondering WTF happened. To make a long story short, I got to work a little late.. But the really funny thing is…my car…Dennis calls me and tells me he can find nothing wrong with it. He has spent the day starting it and it is fine. I spend the afternoon with Betsy, singing and laughing, thinking that it’s all behind me! I walk down to get it when I got home from work and I drive it to my house and park it. I debate on whether to take the GMC back and decide I should maybe keep it. I get ready to do my South Boston Bar Crawl through the Irish pubs. Greg wants to go stay at a friends so I go out to start my car and it WON’T START! God help me…tomorrow I don’t have to be at work til 1 pm and its going to Joe Oliviera’s shop…he will find its problem. But so much for this…..I need a drink…so I gotta wrap this up….To those that I laugh with everyday insanely….whether we are ‘stuck’ somewhere or not. I raise my glass……

May joy and peace surround you,contentment latch your door,and happiness be with you nowand bless you evermore!

To the ones who make you laugh til you cry. To the ones who stop in the middle of a song that they are singing when you walk into a club and make you laugh. To the ones you just have to look at to crack up. To the ones who make you laugh even if you haven’t seen them in over a year or for years. To those whose laughter you hold in your heart. Never lose the ability to laugh at yourself, it is the best laugh of all. I love you all, smooches…..Brenda

An addendum: It is now Wednesday morning...I am nursing a hangover! I vaguely remember a little peson, male, dressed a s a leprachan! hehehehe....and can you believe it?...I can NOT find the keys to the GMC! Oh Lord bless me for I only do this once a year! so...I have to call and see if Ann will bring me the spares. I must have my car towed to the other garage.....and still I'm laughing because I know this the result of having way too much on my little mind! Keep laughing and have a blessed life!